The light spilled across the field as we walked towards the chain link fence. Circling the field looking for an entrance we stumbled across a forlorn looking lacrosse net. Tucked in a corner the frame stood worn and sun bleached with frayed edges and sagging ropes - the sign of a truly loved net.
All my life I’ve played sports, but lacrosse holds a special place in my heart. I played for six years and looking at that net brought back a flood of memories - those rainy Oregon nights at practice, 5 am two-a-days, and the rush of a fierce competition. I may not play anymore, but the mentality remains. I suppose it was always within me - the dedication, the resilience, and the sheer persistence of getting up every day and stepping out onto the field no matter what. It showed me what I was capable of, not just on the field, but in all aspects of life.
Sports do not build character. They reveal it.
- John Wooden
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